ripped lingerie

Hours spent alone, its my life i waste
獨處的時間，是我浪費的生命
Pictures on my phone, fxckin on your waist
我手機上有照片，你腰部的
Echoes of your moans, and ripped lingerie
Seems to fill this space
好像在這個地方磨磨蹭蹭
And this space that we had
我們擁有這個空間
My feelings were true, yours better left unsaid
我的感覺是真的，你最好不說
Fxckin leave it to you, whispering them in my bed
交給你吧。在我床上給他們祈禱
I know im a man but my heart still beats red
我知道我是個男人，但我的心仍在跳動
Goin back to the nights on your silk pillow case
回到你的絲綢枕套上的夜晚
Where the sweat was drippin off of your face
汗水從和你臉上滴下來
Thats all i seem to dream about these days
這就是我最近夢到的一切
Im sick of all these songs i write about you
我討厭我寫的那些關於你的歌
Im tired of seeing your in face in the pain i go through
我厭倦了看到你面對我所經歷的痛苦
Im too weak to keep holding onto you
我太虛弱了，不能一直抱著你
I meant nothing to you
我對你毫無意義
I meant nothing to you
我對你毫無意義
If time can heal these wounds
如果時間能治愈這些傷口
She can burry you with her too
她也可以讓你和她在一起
I meant nothing to you
我對你毫無意義
I meant nothing to you
我對你毫無意義
If i see your ghost in my room
如果我在房間裡看到你的鬼魂
Do i haunt you too
我也會纏著你嗎
I meant nothing to you
可是我對你毫無意義